There are definitely things I had to accept with my handicap.
There were certain rites of passage that I accepted would never be mine to experience with my kids.
I would never teach my baby girl the art of the French braid.
My 10yo would learn to cook from a friend.
My son would get his first dancing lesson from someone other than me.
I would never sit at a piano and let my fingers teach the kids music.
I think we all say a little prayer of thanks about that.
These are skills that I’ve had to accept I can’t pass to my kids.
Instead, I’m able to show my 8yo hairstyles and be a part of THAT process.
The 10yo and I browse the Internet for recipes and I tell her about ingredients and celebrate her creations.
I can show my son the great male dancers and how impressed girls are when they take the time to learn.
But, one of the hardest lessons I’ve had to teach is that beauty doesn’t have to be traditional TO BE BEAUTIFUL.
How am I supposed to teach my kids to find beauty deeper than the skin when I struggle to find it myself?
I have watched people struggle with their self image. Weight. Height. Hair (or lack of it). Skin. Breasts. Stomach.
Truth is: No matter how much you value your looks you will eventually either age or die.
Get a grip.
This is a version of you future:
I just got a head start on you.
I’m dealing with a body that doesn’t look 37.
A face that doesn’t look 37.
Limitations most 37yo women don’t have.
And I have the critical job of making sure that my kids understand that what the world doesn’t find “beautiful” is IN FACT GORGEOUS.
The strngth of spirit.
A soul of laughter.
The perseverance of will.
Solidarity of truth.
Happiness as an essential truth.
Honesty at all costs.
These are the things that make you beautiful.
Pretty is a fading trait.
Learn to be magnificent forever.
This is just to enjoy people enjoying being confident.
This is because you ARE amazing.
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